<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Foot-Fetish on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/foot-fetish/</link><description>Recent content in Foot-Fetish on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:46 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/foot-fetish/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Leotard &amp; Tights Bondage</title><link>/stories/2017/07/02/leotard-tights-bondage/</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/07/02/leotard-tights-bondage/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Hi&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My Name is John&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am married with children and very happy. My wife knows about my fetish and tries to help me in sessions. I have been wearing leotards, tights, pantyhose &amp;amp; ballet slippers since I was 6 years old. My sister used to dress me in her ballet outfits to play around the house, I grew to love the feel of these sexy clothes. As I got older and sexually excited at about 11 years old I have got a huge erection under my leotard and tights. When my sister saw this she laughed and said she will fix it. She slipped her shoe off and rubbed her pantyhose covered foot over my bulge and I came real hard for the first time filling my tights. My sister said ok now you&amp;rsquo;re better and went about her business.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Trusty Lab Assistant 2: Doc Ellington</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/trusty-lab-assistant-2-doc-ellington/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/trusty-lab-assistant-2-doc-ellington/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="trusty_lab_assistant.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trusty Lab Assistant 1: The Accident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2: ‘Doc’ Ellington&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I woke to total darkness, breathing hard. A wave of panic washed over me as I tried to accustom my sight to the shadows and did not recognize my surroundings. I did not know where I was, and started to flail about, tangling myself in the blankets about me. I felt silk and cotton, and there was a strange, suffocating smell in the air. I called out for my father, my mother…&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>